Duck Lake I Won't Talk To You...Literally

The female pricked her ears, straining to pick up her voice, and then nodded, bounding over to Semira with her endless energy. Arvi's paws carried her smoothly, almost as though she glided rather than walked. She had often met wolves who loped along with a lot of swag, but preferred the look of one more smooth-gaited. 

Arvi tucked her paws beneath her as she sat beside Semira, a pleased smile lighting her maw's slim form. She enjoyed the nest that soaked through her paws and seemed to warn her very innards. Although she enjoyed being active and busy, a little rest couldn't hurt.